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Hey guys, quick thing before the chapter starts. Kinda random but I did an S to F tier list for my own books.

Please remember, THIS IS MY PERSONAL OPINION based on how I react to my own writing, so please don't hate on me for placing a book higher or lower than you think it deserves. This is just what I thought, especially with older books being placed lower than newer ones.

ALSO there will be some unfamiliar covers in this, I have included some future works as well as 1 book I pulled from the platform and 1 book that was deleted by wattpad. (If you've been following me for a while, you'll know which one I'm talking about)

Anyway, here it is:

Anyway, here it is:

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Yeah...not sure why I did it but it was  actually kinda fun, I put a lot of thought into placements and have my reasons. If you had your own thoughts or opinions share them in the comments, I'd love to discuss.

And for those of you who didn't realize I already, yes I'm the one who wrote The Quiet Kid (I get a lot of comments about that).

Anyway, onto you're irregularly scheduled gay shit:

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When Bill opened his eyes he was, for the first time ever, pleased to see the sight of the old prison cell Ford formally kept him in.

"Alright Pinetree, you're up. I'll let you know if anyone is nearby." Bill said quietly.

Dipper just nodded, unconsciously feeling his neck for the gills that were no longer there, as well as glancing at Bill to find that he had legs rather than his golden tail.

Taking Bill's silence, Dipper assumed there wasn't anybody nearby.

Dipper silently crept to the door and peaked out, finding the hallway empty.

"Alright. We should be able to make it to the room below Captain Ford's, maybe we can climb out onto the side of the ship and go in through a window?" Dipper suggested. Bill shrugged.

"As good a plan as any I suppose." Bill said.

They silently walked along the hallway until they reached the stairs, Bill grabbing Dipper's arm to stop him.

"What is it? People coming?" Dipper whispered.

"No...It's...just follow me." Bill said quietly, pulling Dipper past the stairs and towards a storeroom in the ship rarely used.

When they got to the door of the storeroom, Bill found it locked.

"That's weird. This door is never locked." Dipper wondered aloud. He then looked at Bill.

"Wait why are we trying to get in here?" Dipper asked.

"Trust me." Bill said. Dipper nodded.

"Always."

Bill messed around with the lock for a minute, before just using his magic to unlock it.

When they entered the room they found it quiet and dusty, save for a small trail through the boxes that seemed like it had been recently traversed. Dipper had been in this room so few times, he could count them on one hand. It was mostly old treasure that they didn't know what to with. Weapons, armor, and artifacts that didn't hold value or matter so much to the crew or captains.

So when Dipper spotted a person amongst the old treasures he was confused. He stiffened his hand going for his dagger, though Bill put a hand on Dipper's arm, causing Dipper to look closer.

The sight of long red hair made Dipper breathe a sigh of relief.

"Wendy?"

The redhead looked up and relief spread across her own face as well. Dipper approached her quickly, grateful to see the face of a friend.

"Dip. You're alive, thank the gods." She said. Then Dipper noticed the chains.

Wendy was chained up to the floor, her arms behind her back.

"What happened?" Dipper asked, as he rushed to her side, looking for the lock, then attempting to shove his dagger into it.

"Captain Ford. He caught me sneaking into his room. Mabel and I could tell he was hiding something after he told us you were dead, so I decided to investigate. He caught me and threw me down here." Wendy admitted, she sighed, but Dipper could tell that she was happy to see him.

"He told everyone I was dead?" Dipper asked as he attempted to unlock Wendy's chains.

Sure, he had suspected Ford would tell everyone, but hearing it confirmed was hurt him a bit. Especially from someone who he only recently learned was his family.

"Yep, said that Bill killed you. Told us he'd hunt Bill down to avenge you. Mabel and I saw through it though. That emotionless look in his eyes as he announced your death, it was so devoid of anything, I knew he was lying." Wendy said.

She then looked at Bill, who stood rather close to Dipper.

"Plus I could totally tell you were crushing on each other." Wendy admitted. Both boys blushed and scooted away from one another with embarrassment.

"Anyway, why don't I get those chains, Pinetree?" Bill said, quickly changing the subject. Dipper just nodded and allowed Bill to take over.

"Where's Mabel?" Dipper asked.

"Don't know. I told her to keep her head down, so hopefully she listened to me. She spends most of her time in her cabin, so chances are, we'll find her there, assuming Ford didn't figure out she was in on it too." Wendy said.

Bill managed to get the chains unlocked, smiling to himself when he heard the click. When he did, Wendy stretched her arms, letting out a dramatic sigh.

"Thank you. Not sure how long I've been down here, but it feels nice to stretch." Wendy said. Dipper noticed that she didn't look particularly starved, so it was likely she wasn't down here long, which was good.

Wendy walked across the room and opened up a chest, pulling a sword out.

"Good. He didn't think to check the chests." Wendy said as she fastened the scabbard to her belt. She then turned to the boys.

"So what's the plan?"

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